FROZEN AROMA
the wind
blowing on new fallen snow
a frozen aroma
that lingering perfume
since you left
thinking out
a winter window
i feature you a flake of snow
i tried to touch and hold
but gone in a moment forever
Dave Austin

gentle flakes drift down
to soften the valley floors
while lacing the trees
with the silent retelling
of ancient native legends
winding brooks of glass
shimmer as they meander
through meadows of gleaming frost
A crystalline bridal veil
adorns the cathedral cliffs
granite monoliths,
crafted by glacier giants,
surround this valley...
hovering, as if to guard
the peace in God's gift to earth
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For Brian Strand's Contest: #223

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Cold is the morning.
Lifeless the landscape of snow;
Raw the hostile wind.
Yet, there is a beauty still;
That Winter unveils.
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June 21, 2014
Tanka
Submitted to the contest, 1in 4: Choose Your Season, sponsor Andrea Dietrich
Third Place